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All of them are hot as an oven,
    and they devour their rulers.
All their kings have fallen;
    none of them calls upon me.(A)

Ephraim mixes himself with the peoples;
    Ephraim is a cake not turned.
Foreigners devour his strength,
    but he does not know it;
gray hairs are sprinkled upon him,
    but he does not know it.(B)

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